At the end of dusk.

Shambhala Mine.

Mine No. 3 living area, in an office in the middle.

Waltz, the mine owner, sat behind his desk, squinting at a letter that he didn't know who had put on his desk.

After reading it, his expression changed several times, as if he was thinking about something, and then he stood up and searched the room for tools, ready to burn the letters.

As a result, after two full turns, he realized one thing: there was nothing in his office that could make a fire.

In fact, throughout the mine, anything that can start a fire is strictly controlled.

After all, there are dangerous explosives such as fire and thunder in the mine, and once someone is nervous and sneaks into the warehouse to light a fire, they have to blow up a large group of people into the sky.

So how do you destroy the stationery?

After thinking about it, Waltz stuffed the letter directly into his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and swallowed it with a frown.

Picking up the water cup on the table, he drank the water in one go, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, tidied up his clothes, and walked out of the door. Seeing a middle-level mine worker passing by outside the door, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and said loudly: "Husk, you go and inform everyone, and a management meeting will be held in half an hour." ”

"Huh?" the man called Husk was stunned for a moment, then reacted and nodded in response, "Yes, mine owner." ”

......

Soon, half an hour later, in a huge conference room in the No. 3 living area, nearly a hundred mine managers arrived.

Many of them were out of breath because they had come from a distant mining area, and some had not even had time to change their soiled clothes from the mines. One can imagine how tight the half-hour given by the waltz was—after all, the Shambhala mine is not what it used to be, and almost a large mountainous area has been included, and people are scattered all over this large mountainous area.

Waltz glanced at it, made sure everyone was there, and nodded in satisfaction. He didn't care about the disheveled clothes of the administrators, after all, this was a mine, not a banquet for the nobles in the city.

Clearing his throat, Waltz spoke, "I'm sorry that it was my mistake to suddenly call everyone over for a meeting and keep everyone so busy. However, given the situation at our mine, I think it is necessary.

Our mines, on the surface, are doing well, but we have to be wary of what happens next, whether it can be sustained for a long time. Everything we are doing well now is because the mine is in a period of rapid development, and it has robbed many of the mines in the rest of the region to cover up the shortcomings.

But we can't continue to develop at such a high speed forever, so we must be prepared to solve problems before they arise. First of all, the first point is that we need to take a long-term view.

We now have a lot of money because of the ore revenue. We don't have to continue to invest in mining, after all, this is not the only kind of business in the world, and it can also develop in other aspects, such as taverns, inns, jewelry, food, and so on. Of course, someone needs to try it, so I'm probably going to adjust what you do and you're ready.

The other is the expansion of the trade range, the Southern Free Federation is too loose, it is difficult to have a large amount of trade, if we can connect with the Soma Alliance or the Sika Kingdom, we will be more advantageous......"

The meeting lasted so long that it exceeded the expectations of almost all participants, and it did not end until midnight.

And this is the beginning of the transformation of the Shambhala mine.

From the Shambhala mine, the beginning of the transformation into the Shambhala business group and the Shambhala business complex.

......

Around the same time, letters in Richard's name were also received in other places.

Like Popopol Vic's Academy of Ashes.

Popobo Vicky, trimming his crazy hair with scissors, reads the letter.

Then with a rub of his fingers, a flame arose, burning the letter and the cut hair.

The eyes blinked, all thoughts.

......

For example, the room of two Richard students in the Marquis of Vian's mansion - Harry and Cathy.

Harry and Cathy read the letter, looked at each other, then nodded, and burned it in the brazier.

"Never tell anyone about this letter. Cathy looked at Harry and said solemnly.

"What letter?" Harry replied with a wink, "My sister, you must know that matter exists independently of our consciousness, and our consciousness cannot change matter. If there is no matter in the first place, then our consciousness cannot create such matter. And now, as far as I know, the letter you spoke of in our world no longer exists, then...... There is no difference between it and not being there at all. So ......"

Cathy was stunned for a moment, then became a little annoyed, realized something, and confronted Harry, "Have you been secretly studying again lately? Don't deny it, we haven't studied these things before." ”

"Well, well, I got a manuscript of a very old book the other day, it seems to be called the Taisler Codex, which I saw from above. ”

"Then when you're done, you'll lend me a look. ”

"Yes, but you also want to lend me the Lum Reflection Diary in exchange. ”

"Hmph, that's stingy, okay, okay, I'll give it to you. Cathy pouted, disgusted, as she walked to the bookshelf.

......

Everything has its own arrangement, waiting for the day when we meet again.

......

Another corner of the world.

In the darkness, a large stone chamber sits, like a tomb buried deep underground.

There was silence in the secret room, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a faint sound.

Moving towards the corner of the chamber, I could see that there was a black stone table.

On the stone table, a miserable white candle was lit. In front of the stone table, there is a stone chair, and there is a figure on the stone chair. At this moment, the figure was holding an object, fiddling with it by the light of a miserable white candle.

If you look carefully, you can see the object held by the figure, which is the head of a doll. However, the head of this doll is too real, both in size and in detail, there is no doubt that it is a real person, and it looks like a girl.

The only difference is the material, the shell of the entire doll's head, as if carved from white jade, has a smooth surface, delicate and hard, but there is no elasticity.

At this time, the figure used a white hand, holding a small black carving knife, polishing the details on the surface of the doll's head, accompanied by the sound of "rustling", some white powder slowly floated down and fell all over the table.

After a long time, the figure seemed to feel that the polishing was almost done, put down the carving knife, carefully held up the doll's head with both ends, slowly approached him, and then ...... rested on his empty neck.

"Click!"

The sound of a metal link sounded, and the doll's head was fixed, and then the hard white jade shell became soft under the influence of strange energy, like real skin.

The two obsidian eyes also turned, and some of them faded and became white, no different from real eyes.

The rest of the parts change with it, and if it was like a human before, then it is a human now.

The figure stood up, and in the miserable white candlelight, showing a somewhat wonderful body, with a flawless face, it was a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but it looked indescribably weird.

The girl flipped her hand, took out a small mirror from nowhere, and looked at her new appearance in the mirror seriously, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, revealing a sweet satisfied smile.

When he opened his mouth, a voice with magic came out of his mouth, and he muttered, "It seems to be more beautiful, well, I must be the most beautiful girl in the world now." ”

As soon as the words fell, a "humming" sound sounded, and the stone door on one wall of the secret room suddenly opened.

The girl's body didn't move, but her neck turned directly one hundred and eighty degrees, and she looked at the open stone door when she heard the sound. Then his eyes suddenly widened, as if he was frightened, and he showed a very surprised expression.

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